In the Hands of Dominic
she asked, mouth still half-full, pointing a fork at the food.
Andra, curled up in the chair opposite her with a satisfied smile, gave a modest shrug.
“All by myself,” she said, then added with a smirk, “Well, technically it was a joint effort between me and a very sweet Nigerian aunty on YouTube.”
Molly took another bite, then dropped her spoon and leaned back dramatically, eyes wide.
“I’m sorry—what alternate universe are we in? Because I was bracing myself for something edible... at best. This is actually good.”
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